Hearing his voice, Han Qianqian obediently looked towards him, but from such a close distance, he could not see his face clearly, let alone know what the expression on his face was.
“I, Han Qianqian, have met senior.” Even so, Han Qianqian bowed to him with immense respect.
He smiled and said nothing more, waving at Han Qianqian, and at some point, the crystal curtain that was in front of him disappeared again in an instant.
“Have some tea.” He gestured his hand slightly, indicating for Han Qianqian to sit down and drink tea.
Han Qianqian looked at the table, two cups of tea were full, as if, he had already known that someone would come here and had prepared it in advance.
Without giving it much thought, Han Qianqian sat down and picked up the cup of tea, his hand could easily experience the temperature of the cup of tea was still somewhat hot, which meant that it was indeed as he expected.
The man in front of him had known he would come in.
It took time for the tea to boil, and the time he had taken to come in was not enough to boil the tea.
So, there could only be this one explanation.
“Senior knew that junior would come in?” Han Qianqian smiled.
Only at this moment did Han Qianqian finally get a good look at his appearance, and it wasn’t that there was any immortal style or even any other special difference, there was, however, just mediocre as usual, as if there was no difference between him and other old men.
Just the kind of old man you would throw in there alone and you wouldn’t even know he was different from the others.
Ordinary really couldn’t be more ordinary.
“Tea, how does it taste?” He didn’t answer Han Qianqian’s question, instead he cheerfully asked about it.
“The tea tastes very light, but there is always a sweetness around the teeth again, junior thought it was good tea.”
“The tea is not good.” The old man laughed gently.
These words directly caused Han Qianqian to be dumbfounded on the spot; he was in no way saying that the tea was good because it was a compliment, but was merely speaking the truth.
But if it was true, why did the old man say that the tea was not good?
“The water is good.” The old man smiled.
“The water is good?” Han Qianqian was puzzled.
I had heard that good tea with good water was a superior product, but this time tea with good water could also brew good tea, which Han Qianqian had never heard of.
“Senior, the art of tea, junior may only be considered a beginner, really do not understand the meaning of senior, I hope senior does not hesitate to give advice.” Han Qianqian said politely.
The old man smiled: “There is no such thing as teaching or not teaching, it’s just that these are a bit special.”
“Oh? Senior, what is so special about this water?” Han Qianqian said.
“It is nothing special in itself, but it has been boiling for countless years. So, think about it, water that has been boiling for so long, can it be any worse?”
Hearing these words, Han Qianqian, who was only a little puzzled, instantly opened his eyes wide.
The meaning in those words seemed impermanent, but in reality, that phrase boiling until today leaked a huge message.
This place was now probably certain that it was some kind of karmic battlefield that had existed here for an unknown number of years.
The old man appeared at the very core of the forbidden zone, and naturally, he should also be someone from that same era; the gap in time between them would not be too great, and it is even highly likely that he was someone who existed at the same time as the formation.
In other words, the water that was already boiling at that time has continued to boil until today?
How is this possible in common sense? The water that boils will evaporate, and although it is possible to replenish it with new water, how can it be possible to replace the old water with new water, and how can there be this so-called boiling until today?
Therefore, this old man in front of him was definitely not simple.
Thinking of this, Han Qianqian smiled faintly, “This water has come from such a source, the late generation has really been blessed, here, thank you senior.”
The old man smiled gently, “Even if something is good, someone needs to taste it, so there is no need to be polite.”
With these words, the old man poured a cup of tea again and handed it to Han Qianqian.
When he took the tea, Han Qianqian simply drank it all in one go.
“After two cups of tea, I think you are not that thirsty anymore, moreover, if you don’t ask some things in your mind, I am afraid that even the best tea is just like chewing wax.” The old man smiled and then looked at Han Qianqian: “Little friend, you should speak.”
Han Qianqian smiled, since others had already opened their mouths, there was no need for him to be modest: “Qianqian indeed has a belly full of questions, one is, who is senior, what is this place, and of course, the most important one is, can senior have a way to cure junior?”